Please Song Lyrics

(Makers)
(Run that back, Turbo)

Tryna make a change
Tryna make a dollar when I only had some change
Sittin' inside a one man cell, I tightened up my brain
I can't fuck with all of y'all, I'm tightenin' up my game
I'm too far for me to complain
No one came as hard as I done came, fasho
I could've kept going, but I made a lane for bro
That's what you 'posed to do
If any nigga overstep they boundaries, you supposed to shoot
And it's enough money in it for all of us, I'll post your music

I know that this shit is a façade, I ain't gon' let 'em fool me
I can't put my trust inside no broad, I ain't gon' let 'em use me
I didn't put her heart inside my pocket, I ain't gon' never lose it
I didn't had to stand in front of the judge, and tell her I'm a user

Damn, go to sleep, we fucking
Wake up, then we fussing
Baby, we can't force it
Love will run its course
I'll make you call my name until you lose your voice
Me and money married, we fuck off as a couple

Taking uppers, 'cause I don't like to be down too much
But I sip syrup, and I don't play around too much